We're finally organising an actual date, not just an impromptu get-together or something involving our other friends or a 'just friends' thing.

It seems like everyone I know is in a relationship, and happily so. I'm still single and eating a Doughnut right now in my lonely apartment...

First date nerves have definitely set in, which is stupid really, seeing as I see him all the time anyway and it's not as if we don't know each other. I never normally get particularly nervous before dates, but I suppose I don't usually have to see them again every day afterwards if things don't go well...plus I really, really want this to go well, whereas normally I'm not that bothered. I'd sort of talked myself into this not being a date over the past week, but then yesterday he referred to it as our first date, so I suppose if he views it as a date and I consider it a date then it's probably a date.

It's times like this when I think I was designed to be alone. It feels like it would be so much easier.

I got sick of running back and forth between the two guys I like (running away from both of them, basically), so today I decided to forget about them for a bit and start fresh. Starting from tomorrow, every guy's a potential date, and I won't be running away from anyone. I'm turning 19 on Monday, it's time to stop behaving like a silly teenager and start becoming a real lady who dates real men.

I'm so glad my boyfriend has finally listened to me and got a therapist, he's also planning to take an anger management class. Last December we broke up after he had a psychotic break down at my mom's house, and she didn't press any charges for the damage he caused. I wasn't suprised though, you can't hold everything in and NOT reach a point where you snap.

But I'm so proud of him. He's been holding a lot in ever since his mom died. I'm glad he's finally getting help, maybe our relationship can go back to the way it used to be, and maybe he can stop and smell the roses again.

My goodness, there is this guy, and I like him like, A LOT, and I've talked to him a lot, or I guess I should say I've listened to him before, because any time I try to say something, I make this croaky frog noise, and it's very unattractive if I do say so myself. I have no idea how to approach him, and I don't want to do the typical Have-My-Friends-Tell-Him, because that just... No. I don't like it. I really want to tell him myself, but I can't talk around him.

All attractive males either live in Sydney or Melbourne and I'm stuck in between. Meep.

As far as boys go, I'm not interested in guys yet (even though I am old enough to be, and have been in the past). However, being forced to socialize with the *ahem* 'young men' that I know has showed me that they're not very... er, bright, or dependable. So for now, I am quite content on being the single chick who spends most of her free time being a nerd.

So all the guys I've met since I made that post a month or so ago turned out to be either to weird for my taste (that's what you get if you spend all your time around philosophy students) or downright assholes. There's this one guy, though, who I only recently started to talk to, and I've already got a bit of a crush on him. I hope it will work out nicely, I don't want to lose my faith in men at nineteen.

It's hard for me to find any boys who become interested in me, since I am overweight and I am very weird. (I live in California, and pretty much look standards are much higher). I spent the first 17 year of my life with no boys taking any interest in me.

Out of fucking nowhere I have three equally-amazing, sweet and cute guys doing stupid shit to outdo each other in an attempt to figure out who gets the honor of dating me.

Jesus Christ, not to sound ungrateful, but I only wanted one guy to like me romantically. Where the fuck did three come from!?

hahah it is so true that boys are like buses you wait for ages for 1 and 3 come at once! (well at least like buses in London).

Im in a similar situation ive been single for 6 months waiting for someone to come along and sweep me of my feet, this weekend i literelly had 3 boys all vyeing for my attention on a night out- so confusing as i have no idea who i like/what i want and it doesnt help there is history with one!

What's worse is that all of them are super amazing. I like them all, I'd date any of them.

Know what would have made the decision easier.

If only ONE OF THEM came for me. Then I would have to pick between three of the sweetest, most respectful guys I've ever known.

That guy from the party on Friday asked me on a date next week. I'm sort of 50/50 on whether to accept. On the one hand I don't see why I shouldn't. He's nice enough and I know it's just one date, but the problem is that if it goes well then you end up going on a second date and then a third and then before you realize it people assume you're together and you basically are and you're left wondering how it even happened. Boys tend to fall into three categories for me, boys I feel repulsed at the idea of dating (nothing personal against them, this includes boyfriends of friends who I view more as brothers), boys I am indifferent to and boys I actually really, really like. A majority tend to fall into the first two. I hardly ever actually really like somebody and when I do I just know. And seeing as I know this one is not in the last category part of me thinks what is the point in bothering?

Ironically on Thursday evening I said that I was done with boys and dating for the foreseeable future after the past few months. The other half of me is still completely caught up with this other boy and that probably is what's really stopping me, because that one falls into the elusive third category. The problem there is that he has no idea what he wants or what he is doing with his life and I understand that he wants to figure all that out, but still... I told him that he couldn't expect me to put my life on hold and he agreed and told me he didn't expect me to, but the thing is I think he thought that I would wait. I'm not in love with him or anything crazy like that, I think he's making that pretty impossible, but I think I probably do love him a little in the same way I love my best friend. I know I told him I didn't want him to move away, but now I'm starting to think that might be for the best, only now he's talking about not moving away anymore. It would just be so great if he would get out of my head. I'm already comparing everything this other guy is doing with him, which is never a good idea, but I can't help it. If I did go on a date with the boy from Friday I suspect I would be using him a bit in an attempt to a) forget about the first boy, and b) to prove to the first boy that I meant it when I said I wasn't waiting for him, and I would feel terrible about using somebody who's so nice But I cannot get away from the fact that a part of me wishes it was the first boy.

That's all kind of vague, but I don't feel like going into masses of detail even if this doesn't all make sense. I don't know...just go on the date and stop overthinking things, right? Why does everything have to be so complicated?

I agreed to go on a second date with this guy this Saturday and he text me to suggest a place to go. I replied saying it looked good and he text back saying that the area's good and added "...and should you want to come back to mine it's not too far". Excuse me, but this is a second date with somebody I've only known for a few weeks! How presumptuous can you get?! As if!

I really hate how I always get so quickly bored with guys. I think they're wonderful before we get together, then I think they're wonderful for a few months of dating, and then when the newness wears off, I get bored. When I get bored with them, I make excuses to skip out on dates and be distant until I finally break it off. Why do I always do this? It's not that I'm phobic about commitment; I'm open to a serious relationship with the right person. It's not that they're bad guys, either; they're totally my type. Am I just not dating the right people?

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Oh, you know the same thing happened to me this past week. A boy who is really nice to me talks to me more than this girl he "likes". I don't have a crush on him, but I do acknowledge that he is cute. I think he just talks to me more because he thinks of me as a friend and he's comfortable around me more than the other girl he likes. Romantic tension can make relationships akward, even simple conversations. Although on the other hand, if this boy you're talking about is really social and comfortable with himself he may be brave enough to talk to because he likes you. I think it kind of depends on the guy. I hope that gives you something to try to observe about him haha!

That definetly sounds like a move...That's so rude of him if that's what he meant! Oh goodness!

I've been on a bit of a downer the last two days.

My boyfriend and I are living together, and living in very close quarters so sometimes tension builds with him and he gets easily annoyed at small things I do (this happens both ways, but I don't get moody with him about it) two days ago he mentioned he was thinking about us, and then he said "breaking up" I was devastated he said those two words, I still am, I can't believe he said them, I felt like nothing was wrong at all. He instantly said he regretted saying that, and said he's not kicking me out (it's his house), he still loves me very much, wants our futures to be together and we're not breaking up at all.

But it still hurts, I feel very insecure now with everything he says/does, I find myself analyzing it which I know isn't fair if he genuinely didn't mean it. Yesterday I woke up before him and just sat in my chair and burst into tears, he heard me and comforted me, he felt really guilty. He said he said it just because he was angry/annoyed. He kept reminiscing over how we were together in the beginning and what we used to do, some of those things we're doing again. He even said that we need to go away together, he's even suggested taking me to Paris. But I hope this isn't some kind of "make or break" deal.

I'm just scared of losing the love of my life.

Im sorry your going through a rough patch at the moment, things will get better i promise.

Maybe you should both sit down and just have a very honest convo about how your both feeling and any issues you are having, just be honest with each other and then you can begin to work things out. Thats just what i would do though or maybe stay at a friends for a night or two, to both give yourselfs space, and you will both relise how much you miss eachother ;p time apart does the world of good for relasionships.

I hope your okay, stay strong

I'm going on a camp for young writers as a mentor (though a fair few of the students will actually be older than me) and there are a few very attractive twenty year old male writers also attending as mentors. I was talking to my old teacher who is the primary organiser behind it and apparently the guys told him they thought I was cute and were going to be battling it out for my attentions. Cute, well-dressed twenty year old writers after me? I suppose I can deal!

Having feelings for that one person you're not supposed to be having feelings for...

Sharing a flat with a boy feels like practice marriage, it's so much fun.

I had a text this evening from someone I went on a few dates with back in June, totally out of the blue. I really wish he hadn't. We haven't spoken since the end of June when we agreed we would be friends but there was an unspoken agreement that we never need contact each other again. He wasn't horrible or anything, we just aren't well suited in any way.

My ex-boyfriend keeps proclaiming that he deeply loves me, that he wants to be with me and that he wants to marry and have a family with me. I'm only 18 and he turns 20 soon. I broke up with him because we were moving insanely fast and he was beginning to get on my nerves because of his clingness. I feel too young to talk about something as serious as getting married. I want to go to college, have that experience and get my degree without having the guy drama to deal with. I really just like the idea of being single for a while. I'm in no rush to be in a relationship. Like I told my mom. I'll start panicking about not being married and childless if it's the case when I'm 40.

There is not a single good looking guy in my school who isn't on drugs. And then the cute ones are just boyish cute, not "let-me-love-you" cute.

Meh.